Apocalyptic Survival

Wen Yan hugged Duan Mo and backed away quickly, looked down at the blood at the corner of Duan Mo's mouth and chest, the bright red made his eyes ache, his eyes couldn't see his usual expression in those closed eyes, Wen Yan felt the blood in his heart As if being gripped tightly by something, a tyrannical emotion ran wildly in the body, and the eyelids were flushed.

The dull-looking living dead rushed towards them like a tide, carrying a piece of fresh heat.Wen Yan held the unconscious Duan Mo tightly with one hand, and the five fingers of the other hand were slightly bent, and a small dark blue sphere appeared in the palm of the hollowed-out palm, with a glimmer of light.Wen Yan clenched his palms tightly, and the dark blue sphere was instantly shattered into countless streamers of light, forming huge halos of light, spinning rapidly around the group of living dead.The aperture became brighter and brighter, and the floor illuminated was like daytime. It was impossible to see clearly the situation of the people inside the aperture, but a broken cry could be heard from inside.

Zhao Shuyang felt that the connection between his brain and his living dead was getting weaker and weaker, and stared at Wen Yan fiercely: "Oh, the central base is nothing more than that, they are all living people, what you do is massacre human beings! "

Hearing this, Wen Yan laughed out loud. This man is doing vicious things and doing disgusting human experiments. Now that disaster is imminent, he uses this reason to stop him. What a shame. personal talent.

"It makes sense," Wen Yan looked at Zhao Shuyang with a smile, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a few white teeth, but in Zhao Shuyang's eyes, he seemed to see the fangs of the devil, blood in his eyes, hidden in his smile Dao, "But what does that have to do with me?"

Wen Yan slowly raised Kong's hand, in Zhao Shuyang's eyes, it was like slow motion, and his black eyes were as sharp as cold iron: "If you kill you all, no one will know about it?"

Clenching his palms, he twitched the air, and the circle of light surrounding the living dead seemed to solidify, like a water polo that was about to burst, with sharp light spikes constantly appearing.The hoarse screams of the people in the circle resounded through the building, like a flock of crows in the cold winter, their voices were shrill and sad.

The screaming lasted for more than ten seconds and then gradually weakened. Wen Yan lowered his hands, his face was a little pale, which made the ink in his eyes darker, and black and white were distinct.Such a large-scale strangulation is still a bit exhausting.

After the halo dissipated, unlike the zombies that were all over the ground before, the blood of the zombies had already dried up, and there was not much blood left after a single cut.But now there are corpses scattered all over the place, a strong smell of blood comes to the nostrils, and red blood splashes everywhere, as if one can feel the fresh souls dissipating in the air, and the cold breath tends to attach to every bone.

Wen Yan looked at the corpses everywhere with dark eyes, and there was an inexplicable meaning in his eyes, but he hugged the person in his arms even tighter.

Zhao Shuyang stared dumbfounded at the purgatory-like scene in front of him, his whole body was cold, he believed that this person in front of him could do anything, in this world, what a ruthless person fears most is meeting another even more ruthless person .

With his face completely gloomy, Zhao Shuyang yelled: "Ji Yu, hold him back!" After he finished speaking, he immediately closed his eyes and concentrated, the supernatural power in his mind was brewing something.

Ji Yu bit his lower lip tightly, and pressed his hands to the ground. A layer of ice spread along his hands to Wen Yan's feet, and the cold air whizzed up, forming a thin layer of frost on Duan Mo's legs.

Wen Yan's eyes were slightly cold, and the supernatural power quickly darted to Ji Yu's neck along his fingertips, and slowly tightened. Ji Yu's body softened, and he felt the oxygen in his body being sucked away bit by bit. Large and large blanks kept flashing, and he raised his head with difficulty, kneeling on the ground.

At this time, a small door behind Zhao Shuyang slowly opened, which seemed to be a secret room.A new batch of undead ran out of it. Not only were they more numerous, but they also seemed to move faster and more flexibly. Words rushed.Zhao Shuyang seemed to be the commander-in-chief sitting in the enemy camp with thousands of troops, with a weird and cruel smile on his face, and his eyes were coldly watching this bloody feast of life and death.

Wen Yan glanced at the glass window next to him, looked at the person in his arms, and thought about what kind of supernatural power could throw him out of the window safely without getting hurt.Suddenly, Qingtong's voice came from behind: "Wen Yan, back up quickly!"

Without any hesitation, Wen Yan hugged Duan Mo and jumped back a long distance, Gu Huaian and Qing Tong brought Rong Xing'er, Mo Qingyao and Fu Xuefeng to his side.

The silver storm in Qing Tong's eyes frantically flowed, the cane struck a long crack on the floor, and the mental power control used the cane as a medium to invade the living dead.

The huge silver energy was like a tide, trying to squeeze into the heads of every living dead, but how could Zhao Shuyang let him succeed, he almost tried every bit of his abilities to maintain his dominant position.This is a war without gunpowder. Zhao Shuyang and Qing Tong are like chess players, while the chess pieces become living people in the field. Between pushing and pulling, the collision of psychic abilities swayed in the air again and again. The circle of water ripples, shaking the surrounding people in a trance.

Qing Tong's hand holding the cane trembled slightly, and said with difficulty: "No, the human spiritual power in these people's bodies has been almost eroded by the original crystal medicine, and the part I can control is very little. The control is stronger than me, and I can't hold it if this continues."

Wen Yan pushed Duan Mo to Gu Huaian's side: "Help me watch him." Immediately, an icy blue light slid towards Zhao Shuyang like lightning. Then he quickly moved in front of that ray of light, blocking its path, and the living dead was instantly torn into a pile of minced meat mixed with internal organs by the energy, and fell to the ground in pieces, making people sick.

One blow failed, and the corner of Qing Tong's mouth had already begun to ooze blood, the amount of control was too much, and the medium of human consciousness that belonged to his 'main attack' was too weak, his spirit was already at a critical point of collapse.

Wen Yan's face was still cold and indifferent. With a wave of his right hand, he threw a piece of starlight under his feet, and the starlight flashed, obliterating his figure.Zhao Shuyang's eyes blurred, but before he could react, a few stars suddenly appeared behind him in the next second. Wen Yan suddenly appeared like a ghost, holding a handful of ice-blue light thorns in his hand, Zhao Shuyang only felt a prick on his neck. Cool, the light thorn plunged into Zhao Shuyang's neck with a "poof", and passed through.

Hot blood splashed on Wen Yan's face, and the bright red color remained along the skin, making his face paler and paler. Blood splashed into the eye sockets, staining the fundus of blood red, Wen Yan blinked uncomfortably, the blood rolled Falling out, it seemed like bloody tears flowed from those black and white eyes.He was like a pale and delicate vampire coming out of the darkness, exuding a pure and cruel cold charm.

Zhao Shuyang fell to the ground, his eyes seemed to be staring out of their sockets, and he couldn't rest in peace.The light thorn disappeared, his blood gushed out continuously, mixed with the colorful potions all over the place, and a pungent stench rose.

Following Zhao Shuyang's death, the living dead in the arena became numb again and froze in place.There was a sound of footsteps in the corridor, and Lin Yi, who had solved a lot of troubles downstairs, ran over.Qing Tong let go of his strength and collapsed into Lin Yi's arms.

"Injured?" Lin Yi's face was ugly.

Qing Tong waved his hand, looked at the excited Fu Xuefeng: "Mr. Fu, can you cure this potion?"

Fu Xuefeng's enemy was dead, even though he was still seriously injured, his head was extremely excited, when he heard Qing Tong's words, he instantly felt like a bucket of cold water was poured down, and he became a soaked chicken.

"I have no idea…"

Wen Yan's indifferent face suddenly became fierce, and he raised Lin Jin who was still awake: "The antidote!"

Lin Jin sneered, his eyes trembled slightly but he looked at him unwillingly: "This medicine was made and I didn't think about solving it. Who the hell has nothing to do to study the antidote!"

Wen Yan's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he put his palm on Lin Jin's neck.Just about to push hard.

"It's okay at the end of the paragraph!" Gu Huaian's shout stopped his movements, he threw Lin Jin aside, and Wen Yan walked over: "What do you mean?"

Gu Huaian put his hands on Duan Mo's forehead, and the green light was faintly visible under his palms: "After a period of disorder, the power in his body is slowly devouring the energy of this potion. Simply put, he is absorbing energy. For your own use."

Qing Tong nodded clearly: "Sure enough, the main ingredient of this medicine is the original crystal in the head of the zombie. According to our previous thinking, the supernatural person can improve his ability by absorbing the energy of the original crystal. The second is to be able to save the day."

Fu Xuefeng murmured in despair: "Then these people..."

Gu Huaian put down the end of the paragraph, walked up to one of the living dead, probed with his supernatural powers, and shook his head: "It's hopeless, under the impact of the energy of the original crystal, all internal organs were damaged, and I was still hanging on my breath. If there is a way to get out this energy, I won’t be able to live for long.”

Fu Xuefeng sighed softly, seeing the tragic scene everywhere, Zhao Shuyang's death here can be regarded as a comfort to these innocent poor people.